A note on Brisbane, beauty and chaotic ugliness
Bianca Sebecke | On 31, Mar 2014
Alright, alright. Iâ€™ve heard the uproar and just like many of us, my eyebrows were slowly raised. From being voted as â€˜one of the worldâ€™s hippest citiesâ€™ to now being singled out a brilliant example of â€˜chaotic uglinessâ€™, the city of Brisbane is on a roller coaster ride of sudden attention. However, whilst this latest musing may be critical, critical doesnâ€™t always have to mean negative. Itâ€™s all about embracing the flaws â€“ right?
Brisbane may not have the charming cobbled streets, drastically shaped by the precipice of history like our European river-city counterparts, yet this is the very reason that Brisbaneâ€™s appeal is beyond sheer aesthetic pleasure. It is it a little too clichÃ© to describe it as â€¦ a feeling? I think not! All I know is that it is certainly beyond the boundaries of the motorwayâ€™s congestion and shadows of boxy corporate buildings. To me, Brisbane has something different, of alluring nature that I can only find here.
Those critical of Brisbaneâ€™s beauty are just a jealous footnote within the greater, sprawling nature of the city. Weâ€™ve seen floods; weâ€™ve braved undercurrents of skepticism and learnt not to drink the river water. You see, whether one journeys along the river to appreciate Brisbaneâ€™s bridges or enjoys the patchwork of authentic inner-city suburbs, Brisvegas has it. It has always had it. Our city is bohemian, hip, exclusive and endearing all at once.
Perhaps the greatest limitation of Brisbaneâ€™s â€˜uglyâ€™ critique is that it overlooks all that is appreciated about modern Brisbane by locals and visitors alike. Yeah, we have ridiculous one-way city streets and perhaps the construction projects donâ€™t fit within the realm of a fetching framework but please â€“ we have a comforting climate, urban spaces filled with parks and an array of events and galleries. With an active social calendar, Brisbane opens arms for all those who pass through to live a culturally enriched life without sauntering further than the next suburb.
One might say, that if Brisbane really is the epitome of ‘chaotic ugliness’ – then Brisbane was chaotically ugly before it was cool. It’s dizzying and daunting but once you fall for Brisbane like all of us creative folk, it’s an identity that cannot be reclaimed.
So, Brisbane, you beauty â€“ I speak for all of us when I feel the need to apologize and put you back on that pedestal of hip and charming â€˜cool credâ€™ that you so deserve. We still love you, and you are certainly not bringing us down.